Maniacal Laugh

The title is mainly because I researched and wrote a reply to a knotty problem in which a subcontractor was trying to make researching the building code that applies to his own work OUR problem. Obviously, it's not very polite to write "f**k off" in the professional world. But I put together a rational reply that pointed out why our documents said what they did and that we had researched the issue and could find no problem (which I actually did, so I could say that honestly) and that the ___ manufacturer "declined to provide a [code] reference." Stick it in your ear ___ manufacturer!

However, it's an appropriate title for my other story, in which I laughed at myself. Mere hours after writing that I "didn't really like being that busy," I found out that my date for the evening had to cancel, and then minutes later, I accepted a voucher for an advance screening that evening for Pixar's new release, WALL-E. Silly silly Annie.
Fortunately, the action version of a Freudian slip occured. To fill in the time between the end of work and the movie, I went to my friend Stacey's for a drink (one drink that, uncharacteristically for me, gave me a mild buzz for three hours). Despite being warned that I should get there early to get a seat, I left on time (as if I already had a ticket) and got there 15 minutes too late to get a seat. Feeling mildly relieved, I went home and ate comfort food (sweet potatoes with beef and mushroom gravy, see below) and read a good book.
So it all worked out for the best anyway!




I ruined my relaxed feeling a bit by checking my email before going to bed, then spent too long having to read and answer Match.com emails. :/
Oh well. This too, shall pass.

Oh, and to tie up some loose ends, I am posting a picture of the yummy spicy shrimp and cashew dish (served on rice) that Janiece made for dinner on Saturday. Yummo!